Chapter 190 Let Him Go



The confrontation lasted for several minutes.

Caught in the middle, Gwendolyn glanced from one man to the other.

As the 023 special drug had lost its effect on Maverick, he now looked more imposing than Charles. His eyes gleamed with a chilling and merciless intensity.

Gwendolyn did not know what to say.

They were already eyeing each other with so much hostility in the beginning that she was not sure how the night would end.

She cleared her throat loudly, drawing their attention to her.

Gwendolyn then gestured for Charles to look in the direction of the dining room. “Charles, I’ve prepared all this food, and I’ve been waiting for you. I’ve also prepared two bottles of red wine. It’s been a long time since we’ve had a drink together. Let’s all drink and be merry tonight.”

“Okay.”

Charles shifted his focus from Maverick to Gwendolyn. He looked at her affectionately as they walked into the dining room together.

“Gwen, your culinary skills are amazing. These dishes smell so good. I wasn’t that hungry earlier, but now my appetite has been whetted.”

“I’m happy as long as you like them.”

Maverick stood in the stairwell, observing their interaction keenly.

Even though Gwendolyn had already told him about her plan that night, he was still caught off-guard when he saw her smiling happily at Charles and speaking to him in such a gentle manner.

He felt a pang of heartache.

When would Gwendolyn treat him the way she was treating Charles?

Both of them were chatting and laughing in the dining room, oblivious to the awkward expression on Maverick’s face.

At the dining table, Gwendolyn pursed her lips and smiled. She took the bottle of red wine that had been decanted and was about to pour some for Charles.

Charles extended his hand, making a gesture to stop her. “Gwen, you have a servant here. You don’t have to do this yourself.”

Gwendolyn’s expression momentarily froze, but she quickly regained her composure.

red wine and looked

“Maverick, come here.”

look. He was sitting in an upright position as if he had cultivated this habit over the years. His eyes were fixed on Maverick, waiting for the latter to

at Gwendolyn. There was a hint of surprise in his voice when he said, “Gwen, there’s some dirt on your face. I’ll help you

in her chair,

extended his hands in a

come in contact with her face, another pair of hands grasped

teeth, “Mr. Newton, mind your manners. Keep your

and sneered, “I shall do whatever I wish. Mind

enunciated the last few words clearly and was

his grip and stared at Charles. The former’s eyes bore a malevolent and piercing intensity, radiating a

efforts were in vain.

He’s so arrogant. Such a defiant servant ought to be taught a

about to speak when Maverick snorted coldly. “My employer

Their hands were entangled, their muscles

tension

sighed as she held her

seemed that there would always be an intense battle between men whenever

giving Maverick a

“That’s enough. Let go.”

this, Maverick released

and Charles. His glare was fixed on Charles, capturing his every movement like a vigilant

sleeves. He then spoke with a hint of annoyance. “Gwen,

“Mr. Newton is my guest. You’ve offended him the moment you got here. Are you trying to make me angry? I think I have been too lenient with you. Have you forgotten who your employer

the outside of the villa and called out,

and Quinton quickly walked into the living room and stood

glancing in his direction. “Bring him to the basement to do

looked at each other and

up with a hurt voice. “Are you punishing

look at him with a sneer

he still has a special place in my heart. I gave you a chance to terminate our employment contract, but you

through him like

hurt that it

her plan, hearing her speak those hurtful words still caused him great pain

knew that Gwendolyn no longer had feelings for

tell Maverick the truth

up as he uttered, “I know I’ve made many mistakes in the past,

Gwendolyn kept quiet.

was slowly tearing up. His gaze revealed a sense of

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